# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
302 | From whence doth this union arise | | | | | | | |
303 | A debtor to mercy alone | | | | | | | |
304 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
305 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
306 | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
307 | How sweet, how heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
308 | Lo! what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
309 | Let saints below in concert sing | | | | | | | |
310 | In one fraternal bond of love | | | | | | | |
311 | How happy every child of grace | | | | | | | |
312 | Spirit of peace, celestial Dove | | | | | | | |
313 | Our souls, by love, together knit | | | | | | | |
314 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
315 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
316 | To Thee, O my Saviour, to Thee will I cling | | | | | | | |
317 | I am weary of straying--oh! fain would I rest | | | | | | | |
318 | Arise, my soul, arise! | | | | | | | |
319 | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
320 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
321 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
322 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
323 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
324 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
325 | My country! 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
326 | Sound, sound the truth abroad | | | | | | | |
327 | Morn of Zion's glory | | | | | | | |
328 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
329 | O thou Sun of glorious splendor | | | | | | | |
330 | Send, O send the glorious gospel | | | | | | | |
331 | Onward, onward, men of heaven | | | | | | | |
332 | Sons of day! Arise from slumbers | | | | | | | |
333 | Hark! what mean those lamentations | | | | | | | |
334 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
335 | Look, ye saints! the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
336 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
337 | O'er the realms of pagan darkness | | | | | | | |
338 | See, from Zion's sacred mountain | | | | | | | |
339 | Now we hail the happy dawning | | | | | | | |
340 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
341 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
342 | When shall the voice of singing | | | | | | | |
343 | Hail to the Lord's Anointed | | | | | | | |
344 | God is my strong salvation | | | | | | | |
345 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
346 | Hark! a distant voice is calling | | | | | | | |
347 | Gird thy sword on, mighty Saviour | | | | | | | |
348 | Christian! see the orient morning | | | | | | | |
349 | Rise, Sun of Glory, rise! | | | | | | | |
350 | O Zion, tune thy voice | | | | | | | |
351 | Isles of the South, awake! | | | | | | | |
352 | Sovereign of worlds above | | | | | | | |
353 | Rise, gracious God! and shine | | | | | | | |
354 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
355 | O Lord our God, arise | | | | | | | |
356 | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
357 | Great God, the nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
358 | Lord, send thy word, and let it fly | | | | | | | |
359 | Jesus, immortal King, arise | | | | | | | |
360 | Behold, the mountain of the Lord | | | | | | | |
361 | Shine, mighty God, on Zion shine | | | | | | | |
362 | Soon may the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
363 | Behold the expected time draw near | | | | | | | |
364 | Christians, the glorious hope ye know | | | | | | | |
365 | Rejoice, for Christ, the Saviour reigns | | | | | | | |
366 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
367 | The heathen perish; day by day | | | | | | | |
368 | Arm of the Lord, awake!--awake! | | | | | | | |
369 | Sovereign of worlds, display thy power | | | | | | | |
370 | Hark! from yon wilds is heard the strain | | | | | | | |
371 | The gloomy night of sadness | | | | | | | |
372 | Behold, the light is gleaming | | | | | | | |
373 | On Thibet's snow-capt mountains | | | | | | | |
374 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
375 | Arise, in all thy splendor, Lord | | | | | | | |
376 | Zion, awake; thy strength renew | | | | | | | |
377 | Jesus, we bow before thy throne | | | | | | | |
378 | Lord, look on all assembled here | | | | | | | |
379 | As o'er the past my memory strays | | | | | | | |
380 | When Abrah'm, full of sacred awe | | | | | | | |
381 | Dread Jehovah! God of nations! | | | | | | | |
382 | Lord of heaven, and earth, and ocean | | | | | | | |
383 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
384 | Auspicious morning, hail! | | | | | | | |
385 | Great God, let all my tuneful powers | | | | | | | |
386 | Lord, may thy goodness cause our land | | | | | | | |
387 | Eternal Source of every joy | | | | | | | |
388 | Lord, while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
389 | To Him from whom our blessings flow | | | | | | | |
390 | Fountain of mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
391 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
392 | Lord of my life, O may thy praise | | | | | | | |
393 | When morning's first and hallowed ray | | | | | | | |
394 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
395 | Serene I laid me down | | | | | | | |
396 | Another day is past | | | | | | | |
397 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
398 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
399 | Thou, that dost my life prolong | | | | | | | |
400 | How can I sleep, when angels sing | | | | | | | |